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He Xiaolu looked at Song Cenyue, then at Zhang Shengjin, feeling somewhat disapproving.

Wang Ximei seemed to be a nice person. Did they have a prejudice against her and misunderstand her?

I really want to ask, but I'm afraid of upsetting them, or even making them angry.

If Zhang Shengjin and Song Cenyue knew what He Xiaolu was thinking, they would probably be so angry that they would curse how could there be such a stupid person.

"We're here. That's the storage room." Zhang Shengjin suddenly pointed ahead, and saw six large thatched houses a few meters ahead.

The six thatched houses looked much better than the ones in the educated youth's site. Song Cenyue thought to herself that she had heard that production teams usually used the better houses as storage rooms. Could this be considered a good house in the Yongfeng production team?

This Yongfeng production team is really poor. Along the way, I saw that most of the houses in the village are thatched houses, and there are very few tiled houses. It seems that there are only two tiled houses...

I wonder whose family those two tiled houses belong to? The one who can afford to build tiled houses must be the richest person in the production team.

Generally, the richest people in a production team should be the team leader and the accountant. So could it be that one of the two tiled houses belongs to the team leader and the other to the accountant?

Just as Song Cenyue was guessing curiously, she found that Zhang Shengjin had led them to the door of the storage room. Zhang Shengjin took out the key and opened the door of the first room.

"Wait here for a moment, I'll go in and get you some food." Zhang Shengjin said as he walked into the house.

"Why do you think the team leader didn't let us in? Was he afraid that we would see how much food was in the house?" Xu Xiaopeng whispered to the other educated youth.

“Isn’t it obvious?” Yu Jiahui nodded, smiled, and joked: “Maybe he’s even worried that we’re not clean and will steal things when we go in!”

Everyone knew he was joking and laughed along.

Yu Jiahui and the others chatted for a while at the door, and then they saw Zhang Shengjin coming out pushing an old cart.

The storage rooms all have old-style two-wooden doors, so the doors are wide enough for a small cart to pass through. There were more than ten bags of things on the cart, but each bag was not big, and it was obvious that there was not much in it.

"These are your food rations for this month. Each person has two bags, one bag is filled with potatoes, and the other bag is filled with sorghum. Each person has six pounds of potatoes and five pounds of sorghum. As for the sorghum flour, I was afraid that you would not know how to make noodles when you first arrived, so I specially brought you some ground sorghum flour...

But I can’t take care of you every month, and give you ground sorghum flour every month, so you must learn how to grind sorghum as soon as possible…

There is a loss when sorghum is ground into flour, about half an ounce of it is lost per pound. Giving you five pounds of ground sorghum flour is equivalent to giving you more than six pounds, nearly seven pounds. The villagers will have opinions if they know about this, and they will have to say something.

By the way, sorghum flour is made by grinding it with a stone mill. Some families have stone mills and grind them at home. Those who don’t have stone mills can borrow the stone mills from the production team to grind anything they want. But it’s not free. It costs one cent per grinding. I have a stone mill at home. You can come to my house when you need to grind something in the future. I’ll lend it to you.”

After Zhang Shengjin finished speaking, he thought the educated youth would be grateful to him, but he did not expect that all of them except Song Cenyue had angry expressions, and each one was more dissatisfied than the other.

"Captain, why do you only give us such a small amount of food, and it's all coarse grains? You don't give us any fine grains. The state has regulations that in the first year that educated youth go to the countryside, they will be given a subsidy of 35 kilograms of food per month." Xu Xiaopeng shouted, his voice full of anger.

"That's right, Captain, you are so unfair. The state stipulates that each of us should be given a monthly food subsidy of 35 kilograms, but you only give us 11 kilograms, and they are all coarse grains. There is no rice at all, not even flour. It's too much." Yu Jiahui was also very angry.

"This is really too much. Eleven kilograms is not enough to eat. I'm afraid it's not enough even for the children. How can it be enough for us adults? And it's not all rice or flour. Team leader, you are obviously deliberately withholding our food and treating us harshly. Aren't you afraid that we will go to the commune or the Youth League Office to sue you?" Meng Jiang shouted, threatening Zhang Shengjin.

"If you don't give us enough food, and don't make it all rice, you can just wait for us to go to the commune and the Youth League Office to sue you." Su Dawei nodded in agreement and followed Meng Jiang in threatening Zhang Shengjin.

Although He Xiaolu didn't dare to say harsh words to scare Zhang Shengjin, she still nodded vigorously. She was also very angry and felt that Zhang Shengjin was going too far. He deliberately withheld their food grains and deducted so much of it, and did not even give them any rice and flour. He was even more heartless than the previous black-hearted landlords.

Song Cenyue had long anticipated that the Yongfeng Production Team was so poor that there was absolutely no way they could provide them with enough food rations, so she was mentally prepared and was very calm, not angry at all.

"Sue me? Ha, go ahead." Zhang Shengjin sneered, pulled his old face, and started cursing with a stern face.

"The Youth League Office and the commune all know the situation of our Yongfeng Production Team. Our Yongfeng Production Team is extremely poor. Our own team members can't even get enough to eat and are on the verge of survival. We simply can't afford to support you youth!" He became more and more annoyed the more he cursed.

"They assigned so many educated youth to me. They want to drive me, the team leader, to death. You go and sue me. It would be great if they blame me. I would love it!

If they blame me, I can take advantage of the situation and let them take you away and assign you to other production teams. Our production team can only allocate this little grain to feed you...

I gave you this little bit of food, but I forced it out of my team members. If they knew I gave each of you 11 kilograms of food, they would definitely scold me to death...

Every month, there are team members who are unable to make ends meet and come to me to borrow food. They kneel down and beg me, but I only dare to lend you a few kilograms of food. You just came and haven't done any work yet, but I give you 11 kilograms of food. They will scold me for being unfair and biased. "

"Alas... it's so hard to be a good person!" Zhang Shengjin shook his head and sighed. "It's a pity that you left your parents at such a young age and came to this remote and poor countryside, so I tried to be nice to you and try to give you more food. But you didn't show gratitude and even scolded and threatened me...

We also wanted to eat rice and flour. Who doesn’t want to eat rice and flour? But our team had poor harvests every year, and we had few fields and the land was not good. The rice and wheat we planted did not produce much. We had to hand them over to the grain station, so we could only keep a little and distribute it to the team members during the New Year and other festivals so that they could taste the taste of rice and flour…

Poor people in our Yong Production Team could only eat white rice and flour during festivals, and they knew what white rice and flour tasted like. "

After hearing these words, all the educated youth fell silent, realizing that they had wrongly accused Zhang Shengjin.